you ever work on your wip for a while and then minimize it and do other things or go to bed or whatever and then you open it up to work on it later and get immediately bodied by a line that completely takes you out at the knees that you don't remember writing
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Haha! What a funny quote from Nick!
I wonder why the old Nick did that...
...Oh. Oh no.
SHE DIED OUTSIDE A SANDWICH SHOP.
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mitski is so right, i don’t like my mind and i don’t like being left alone in a room with all its opinions about the things that i’ve done. i really do blast music loud and work myself to the bone
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what is your place in the royal court ?
the king.
you hold yourself above the rest; a heavy crown on your head, you consider yourself a step above, the sole decision maker, the one in control. but, is your power only an illusion? take heed, your majesty, the crowds would cheer your beheading fervently as they cheer your speeches.
stole it from: @blindbastard
tagging: @araedi @forevermuses @stxrked @cordeliabarton and anyone who wants to do it!
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Pelipper Mail: A small survival kit featuring some bread rolls and canteens full of water, plus a few Pokemon Poffins! Other notable items include some bandages, gauze, and rubbing alcohol.
A pair of Rare Candies sit in a small paper bag, with a note reading "For the Pokemon, it'll come in helpful later."
[A video is attached.]
It's Diamond sitting in what must be the radio communications office. They're leaning back in the chair- it looks almost like it's gonna fall and when the radio crackles to life they very nearly do, but Cyn props the chair up and makes a grumbling noise. Diamond scrabbles for the radio control.
"Hello?? Hello????"
There's nothing for a moment before the static comes through. Followed by the sound of a plane overhead. Broken words patching through between the static.
"Pelipper 285... Storm interference... Dropping...package... Your location... Repeat...this is... 285..."
Diamond's eyes widen as the voice fades back to static as it heads out of range. They pull on the winter coat they had shed and rush out, grabbing their phone on the way out. The camera view changes from that of the phone to the security cameras around the building, following Diamond's run outside. Diamond exits through the front door. Some delighted shouts can be heard as they come running back in, care package in hand.
They take a seat at a table in the lab and begin to unpack it, there's a smile on their face. They laugh and show the bread to Teeny and Cyn.
"Bread! Real actual bread!! And holy shit it's still kinda warm..." They practically stuff the whole roll in their mouth, glee overtaking them. They split a second in half and give half each to Cyn and Teeny. Cyn takes the bread happily, though Teeny seems more interested in the candies deeper in the bag, Cyn eats Teeny's bread half.
The dratini sniffs and pull the paper bag out. They nearly fall off the table with how forcefull
"woah woah- Careful there Teeny." Diamond says, steadying the worm. "Lemme see what you got."
They mumble the words on the note and raise an eyebrow. They take the deep blue candies out of the paper bag and their eyes widen again. Cyn's attention is suddenly on the candies and they try to push up onto Diamond's lap to get at them, Teeny is similarly enamored. Diamond leans back, trying to keep the candies out of reach.
"No- no girls- no!"
The chair topples over, the candies fly into the air and the two pokemon each grab one. They're devoured in seconds. Diamond on the floor sighs, but begins to laugh as Cyn comes back over and sniffs.
"Ah geez..."
[The video cuts with the sound of Diamond's laughter]
Thank you for the gift, anon. It'll really come in handy :]
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Starting off the year strong. This is a commission for someone on discord—someone who really enjoys Ezmia! I was really honored by them wanting me to make them some fanart of her, and it was nice to draw someone else than my go-to’s for a change.
Unfortunately it was a bit of a challenge—especially with her hair. I drew it how I usually would at first (how you’ll see I draw hair in most of my artwork) but it ended up being all muddled and messy and not looking like hair. It actually turned out to be more like fire which…makes sense given I’m me and I draw Xanthous a lot. So I had to scrap the entire hair portion and I opted for my backup ribbon style. It didn’t turn out at all how I hoped and I’m really disappointed by the hair, but I think I just have to keep practicing and get better at it. For now, this is what we’ve got. I hope you all and the recipient of the commission enjoy it as much as I had fun making it!
P.S. I don’t ever plan on going back to ribbon style hair :/ it’s just so unnatural. But then again for this one I kind of like how you can see heir hair twirling through the other strands and it gives a hint at movement—since it’s supposed to be like slow flickering flames. Anyway it was really hard to not make it look like fire :(
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just realized i haven’t actually sent you one of these yet so: 🌹 if you feel like it!!!
-jamietxrtt (my blog is a sideblog so that’s why i’m on anon)
THANK YOU BESTIE MWAH
from the chapter of the baby jamie au that is hopefully going up today when i get through with it :)
Someone is fucking with Roy.
There is no other explanation for it. Someone out there has it out for him specifically and has decided to use whatever power they may have to fuck with him. There is no other explanation for why things keep seeming to come together to conspire to ruin his efforts to join some nowhere, nothing club to wile away the twilight years of his career in sad, irrelevant obscurity like an old dog who’s dragged itself off under the porch to die. A simultaneously morbid and melodramatic analogy? Perhaps, but Roy rather thinks he’s earned the right to that at this point and nobody is going to take it away from him now.
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Tell me about the kid who played Super Mario Bros 7 please. From Mother
Oh yeah, surrrreee pal, I bet his uncle works at Nintendo too. Yeah, totally. Completely not a lie to look cooler to the other kids. He totally has a game that shouldn’t exist yet because he got a “secret copy”, but he can’t show you because, um, it’s just that secret, okay?
Either that or he bought a bootleg. Oops! Better luck next time, Mario Bros. 7 kid!
(Fun fact: In Japan, Mario Bros. 7 kid mentions an ACTUAL game released at the time. I believe it was one of the Dragon Quests, but I don’t recall which one right now!)
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As soon as he set foot upon the far bank of Silverlode a strange feeling had come upon him, and it deepened as he walked on into the Naith: it seemed to him that he had stepped over a bridge of time into a corner of the Elder Days, and was now walking in a world that was no more.
For reasons I am still far from putting to words, this reminded me of
Down from a hill ran a green rill;
its water I drank to my heart’s ease.
Up its fountain-stair to a country fair
of ever-eve I came, far from the seas,
climbing into meadows of fluttering shadows:
flowers lay there like fallen stars,
and on a blue pool, glassy and cool,
like floating moons the nenuphars.
Mr jirt's ghost i really will fist fight you for doing this to me
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